Recently, the emperor has been more fond of visiting Xihe Palace, but they don't go to bed together every night. Zhuang Yuyan discovered that Emperor Chengxuan was a very self-controlled emperor.

When the emperor was not in bed, he would tell her about trivial matters that had nothing to do with state affairs, and sometimes even discussed the various monsters in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. Zhuang Yuyan thought that the emperor probably found that talking to her about poetry and songs was like playing the lute to a cow, so he aroused her curiosity by talking about strange stories. "In the Zhongqu Mountain, there is a beast. It looks like a horse, but with a white body and a black tail, and one horn. It has tiger teeth and claws, and sounds like drums. It is called Bo, and it eats tigers and leopards, and can ward off enemies."

"It's rare to grow like this," Zhuang Luyan couldn't help but say after hearing this, "It looks like a horse, but has claws like a tiger. With such a body structure, it shouldn't be able to run fast. How can it eat a fast-running leopard?"

"So this is just a legend," Feng Jin listened to Zhuang Yuyan's words of disdain and said with a smile, "If there really is such a rare creature in the world, I'm afraid any emperor would compete to raise it. Who wouldn't like a mythical beast that can resist war?"

"If that's the case, Your Majesty, if you see a country that you are dissatisfied with, you don't have to do anything else. Just throw a fat worm that can cause drought or a long-haired worm that can cause floods. Wouldn't that save a lot of trouble?" Zhuang Yuyan yawned, "I'm just trying to comfort a child."

People in the world are in awe of gods and monsters. As an emperor, Feng Jian actually doesn't like people to be overly reverent towards gods and monsters. Unfortunately, this reverence has long been ingrained in people's bones. He takes advantage of this to win over people's hearts. Now, hearing a woman in the harem express such straightforward disdain for the legendary beast, he suddenly feels an indescribable emotion.

Sometimes a person's knowledge has nothing to do with how many poems he has read. The ministers Feng Jin used were not necessarily top-ranked or third-placed scholars, but they were very capable. "So this is just a myth," Feng Jin laughed, stroking Zhuang Yuyan's hair from time to time, and sighed softly, "If only it were that easy to govern the world, it would be great. It's getting late, let's go to bed."

When Zhuang Yuyan heard the emperor's sigh, she felt a little emotional. It turned out that any ambitious emperor never believed in myths, but when it came to using gods and monsters, they were ruthless.

When Feng Jin woke up in the morning, he looked at the woman nestled in his arms and lay there for a while before letting the palace servants waiting outside the curtain come in to serve him. After getting dressed, he turned his head and looked at the bed. Someone on the bed seemed to be about to open his eyes in a daze, and one hand unconsciously reached towards where he was sleeping. Then he slowly woke up and opened his misty eyes.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" As if she had not expected that she would sleep so deeply, Zhuang Yuyan sat up awkwardly, pulling her hair on her chest, "I slept a little deeply."

"I don't blame you. I talked to you for a long time last night." Feng Jin raised his head and asked the maid to adjust the collar of his robe. "Have a good rest. It will be very tiring to go to the fields tomorrow. The people from Qintianjian said that it will be sunny tomorrow."

Zhuang Yuyan got off the bed, asked the maid to step aside, and personally arranged the emperor's accessories and clothes. She half-knelt and hung an inconspicuous sachet on the emperor's waist, looking up at the emperor; "Your Majesty, this sachet is very suitable for you to carry."

Feng Jin looked down and saw a dark-colored sachet with a dark red base and a flying golden dragon embroidered with gold thread, with a dark red round "Fu" character as the dark pattern. It really matched the majestic dragon robe very well.

Reaching out and lifting Zhuang Yuyan's chin, Feng Jin suddenly bent down and touched her, and said with a smile: "The sachet that my beloved concubine embroidered for me is perfect. I like it very much." After that, he turned and walked out of Xihe Palace.

"Farewell, Your Majesty." Zhuang Yuyan watched the emperor's back disappear behind the door, slowly stood up, stroking the corner of her lips, lowering her eyes and smiling softly, "Come here, help me bathe and change clothes."

Yun Xi carefully helped Zhuang Yuyan out of the bathtub, put on a brocade dress for her, and carefully massaged her black hair with scented oil. Seeing that Zhuang Yuyan was absent-minded, she couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, there will be a noble lady named Qian in the harem tomorrow. I think this noble lady is really extraordinary."

Zhuang Yuyan closed her eyes and said, "There are no simple people in the harem. Noble Lady Qian is nothing. The most terrifying thing in the harem is the woman who is favored by the emperor forever."

Hearing the master say this, Yun Xi immediately thought of Concubine Shu Gui of Anqing Palace, and could not help but feel sad that there was indeed no one in the harem who could surpass Concubine Shu Gui. Although Concubine Qian was the most beautiful in the harem, the others were far inferior to Concubine Shu Gui. In the harem, serving men with beauty was always only a temporary glory.

After the Grain Rain, it is a good time to plant rice. Zhuang Yuyan sat upright in the carriage, stroking her hair wrapped in a cloth, twisting her body in discomfort.

After living a luxurious life for too long and being used to wearing silk and satin, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable wearing coarse linen clothes. She always felt itchy. When they arrived at the fields outside the capital, Zhuang Yuyan got off the carriage with the help of a palace maid. She looked around and saw that besides the heavily guarded area by soldiers, there were also many common people watching the excitement. There were people hanging on any tall tree, and some high earth slopes were also crowded with people.

As expected, joining in the fun has always been human nature. Zhuang Yuyan strode gracefully behind the empress and happened to see Qian Guiren holding her arms constantly, as if she was very uncomfortable with the coarse cloth clothes on her body.

There are always some people in this world who eat what the common people grow, yet think themselves noble and innocent, and look down on those who work in the fields. Unfortunately, they don't know that they are no different from everyone else in the world, and their stomachs are filled with garbage.

Originally, Zhuang Yuyan thought that although Qian Guiren was noble and pure, she was at least not the kind of woman who claimed to be noble but looked down on ordinary people. Now she realized that she had overestimated her.

"If you are not feeling well, you don't have to come out." The Queen looked at Qian Guiren's behavior with a sullen face. Everyone standing here now represents the image of the royal family with their words and deeds. Who is Qian Guiren doing this for? Is she letting the emperor know that her skin is fragile, or is she letting the people present think that the royal family is a wealthy and idle people who can't endure hardship and only know how to enjoy themselves?

When Concubine Qian heard the Queen's words, her expression changed immediately, and she had no choice but to beg with her body bent. Her white neck was exposed to the sun, and she looked a little pitiful. "The Emperor and I did not bring you here today for you to enjoy. Now that you have realized your mistake, you should stop being so weak and frivolous." In the harem, no matter how the people in the harem behaved, as long as they did not go too far, the Queen would not easily reprimand them. However, in this situation today, as the head of the harem, she would not tolerate any mistakes.

The emperor standing in front of the empress did not open his mouth from beginning to end, nor did he look at Concubine Qian. After the empress finished scolding, the emperor took the empress's hand, and the two of them went to the altar together, to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, to wind and rain, and to beg God to bless the entire Kyushu with good weather.

Zhuang Yuyan and several other concubines knelt behind the emperor and empress. They were not qualified to go to the altar, so they could only lead everyone to kneel behind. At this time, the people all over the mountains and plains also knelt down and prayed devoutly to God.

After the sacrifice, the emperor rolled up his trousers and went down to the fields. He took a bundle of seedlings in an orderly manner and began to plant them along the lines that had been tied earlier.

The water in April was still a little cold. After Zhuang Yuyan followed the empress to the paddy field, she shivered and then rolled up her sleeves and began to plant the seedlings seriously.

Although Zhuang Yuyan's movements were not very skilled, they were still quite good. When she was slowly inserting her hand, she suddenly heard a cry. She turned back in fright and saw Qian Guiren, who was so frightened that her face turned pale. She kept retreating to the shore. Unexpectedly, she stumbled and fell into the field. The originally beautiful beauty suddenly turned into a mud man. Seeing this, two strong eunuchs hurried forward to help Qian Guiren to the ridge of the field to prevent the common people from seeing this embarrassing scene.

"What's going on?" Feng Jin frowned, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Qian was bitten by a locust on her leg," an eunuch quickly stepped forward and replied, "The imperial physician has already treated Concubine Qian."

"Since Miss Qian is not feeling well, help her into the carriage," Feng Jin shook off the water in his hands, "The sun is too strong today, so let her not come out."

It was such a cruel and bloody thing for a delicate woman to be bitten by a locust on her leg. Zhuang Yuyan felt a little sympathetic towards Qian Guiren. She had just come to the field and encountered such a good thing.

After the seedlings were planted, the emperor, empress and concubines went up to the ridge of the field together. Zhuang Yuyan noticed with her sharp eyes that there was also a disgusting locust hanging on the emperor's calf. Before anyone could get nervous, the emperor clapped his leg without blinking, and then scraped off the locust that had been sucked round with a dagger.

Zhuang Luoyan's scalp was numb. This emperor was indeed a cruel man. He was not only cruel to others, but also to himself. The eunuchs quickly brought small stools and clean water. At this time, the masters did not want to be served. They all hurriedly washed the muddy water on their legs in the copper basin, and then went to visit the rice fields of the common people with the emperor.

Because of the good rain and abundant sunshine, the seedlings grew very well. The farmers tied the seedlings into bundles and carried them to the fertilized rice fields. Their movements were much more skillful than those of them.

Looking at the neatly planted rows of seedlings, Feng Jin said with some emotion, "I hope this year's harvest will be better than last year."

"Your Majesty is kind and benevolent. Under your governance, the world is prosperous and the people's lives are getting better and better," the queen said after hearing the words, "and the people of the world love you."

"I just hope I can have a clear conscience," Feng Jian did not react much to the Queen's compliment. He just said this lightly. Turning around, he saw Zhuang Yuyan standing on tiptoe to pass him and the Queen to watch the farmers planting rice. He curled his lips slightly, retracted his gaze and said to the Queen, "It's getting late now. We should go back to the palace."

Until the emperor boarded the carriage to return to the palace, no one mentioned Concubine Qian, as if this person had never appeared from beginning to end.

Qian Guiren's carriage was behind Zhuang Yuyan's carriage. When Zhuang Yuyan got on the carriage, she looked back at Qian Guiren's carriage. She could vaguely hear sobbing from inside. She raised her eyebrows slightly, and then got on the carriage as usual. "This Qian Guiren is really lucky. She encountered such a disgusting thing just after going to the fields," Yun Xi knelt in front of Zhuang Yuyan and carefully wiped her calves.

Zhuang Yuyan smiled. She originally thought that Concubine Qian was being hypocritical by grabbing and dragging her around as soon as she got off the carriage, but now she understood that no matter how stupid Concubine Qian was, she would not do such an inappropriate thing in such an occasion, unless she was really itchy.

Even if Qian Guiren could bear the itch, the subsequent locust incident was enough to make her unbearable. It seemed that someone had tampered with Qian Guiren.

If this matter gets out, I'm afraid there will be another farce in the harem.